A Hunting Song Comments

The dull, cold world may blame us, boys! but what care we the while, If coral lips will cheer us, and bright eyes on us smile? For beauty's fond caresses can most tenderly repay The weariness and trouble of many an anxious day. Nice poem. 10

Then fill your glass, and drain it, too, with all your heart and soul, To the best of sports A nice line from the lovely poem. Thanks for the sharing. 10

It sounds like the privileged and insulated gentility clapping themselves on the back and trying to sound generous and egalitarian at the same time. In praise of the fox hunt? C'mon. This is classist balderdash. Even in its own day.

Interesting write. Haunting expression.

Cheer to the sporting spirit with a sip of humor.

Such an interesting poem coming from way way back👍👍👍

If bis heart be true! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

I can just hear the hunters gathered around the evening table quaffing their rum and telling their tales and singing this song. This poet's verses live!